In a fuzzy haze, all of them fainted. Before they lost consciousness, the only thought they had out of the panic from Glenn's sudden appearance was—oh sh*t.
…
Glenn had a strange fixation. He liked watching people kill each other instead of killing them with a gunshot himself. That was why he built the dungeon, so he got to see these people kill each other.
The captives in the dungeon were all secret agents, assassins or mobsters from all over the world. They were devils and killing machines who killed without batting an eye; they knew the law of survival, and they were used to killing for a boost of ego.
There, the king of slaying was the master.
…
Yun Jian had actually woken up a long time ago. She had her eyes closed as she leaned against the cell wall.
"F*ck, you better move, b*tch! Stop playing dead! F*cking b*tch! I'm f*cking you till you cry for mercy!"
